Thursday, July 3, 2014

MICHAEL PALMER'S ROOM

Across my vulnerable
deserted room
nothing but the unusual
where phrases
were hiding out
seeking my separate ideas
intoned for my abandoned
nexus for free verse
my brevity is not obsolete
as words in a Jungian sense
overcomes every regime,
rag time, blind date
regimen, and daily routine

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